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She smirks. “I never thought you’d actually admit it, though.”

That makes two of us.

“So?” She scoots closer to me, despite the fact that she’s speaking at like a million decibels. “How’s the sex? I’m assuming he’s leveled up since freshman year?”

My face heats and I swear to God, I’d rather visit the gynecologist than have this conversation.

“Would you keep your voice down? He’s going to hear you through the wall.”

Maddie snort-laughs. “You mean like how I heard the two of you going at it last week when you were supposed to be working on your paper?”

“I never should’ve told you,” I grumble, though I’m glad the tension between us has broken. I hate all this secrecy and I can’t wait for this Wildcat business to be over. Maybe I should’ve just told her about my punishment and been done with it, but I gave my word to Sharpe and I don’t want to be the first person in 102 years to break the Wildcat’s most honored tradition. “Anyway, it’s not like we’re a thing. We’re just hooking up. For stress relief.” I shoot her a warning look. “So you can’t tell anyone. Not even Brooke and Soraya.”

Maddie mimes zipping her lips just as the doorbell rings.

“I mean it.” I hop to my feet and grab my bag.

“Fine.” She flops back on the couch. “But I expect details later.”

I make a beeline for the front door, yank it open, and slip outside before Parker can invite himself in. Maddie will keep my secret, but the temptation to crack jokes would probably be too strong to resist if he enters the apartment right now.

“Hey, Shorty.” Parker slips an arm around my waist and grabs my ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. The number of times he’s squeezed my ass in the last three weeks is beyond measure, and I still get a little thrill every time he does it. “It’s getting chilly. Maybe we should skip the library and study here.”

He leans down and buries his face in my hair before planting a hot, wet kiss on my throat.

“This is exactly why we’re going to the library.” I give him a playful shove. “Now cut it out before someone sees you.”

Twenty minutes later, we’re settled into a study room at the library, sitting side by side at a long table. We decided to go with Parker’s suggestion to focus on the distribution challenges with OTT, and we’ve both been researching the issues, so tonight’s goal is to decide which key points we want to highlight in the paper. Once we have the outline, we can divvy up the work and get writing.

Finally.

I ignore the snarky voice in my head. If anyone is at fault for the delays, it’s me. I’m the one who dragged my feet getting started. And I’m just as guilty as Parker for getting distracted by sex during our last two meetings.

Thus the library.

As if reading my mind, Parker says, “You know, we could always close the blinds and—”

“Seriously?” I ask, cutting him off. “We’re in the library.”

“Exactly.” He wiggles his brows, a devilish grin transforming his handsome face. “We could get caught at any moment, so it would have to be quick and dirty and so fucking hot.”

He’s not wrong.

Desire stirs low in my belly, but I shut it down.

“So not happening. I’m not trading my library privileges for orgasms, no matter how good they are.”

Parker chuckles, hazel eyes fixed on mine, and when he speaks it’s in that sexy rasp that makes me want to ride his face all night long. “You can pretend the prospect of getting caught doesn’t make you wet, but I know the truth.” He strokes a finger down my arm and goosebumps pebble my skin. “I knew it the instant I licked your pussy. You get off on the risk.”

It’s true. Knowing we might get caught at any moment takes the sex to another level. It’s why I wanted to keep our hookups quiet.

But I’ll be damned if I’m going to admit it. Parker already has too much power over me. Just his touch is enough to make me light up like a freaking Christmas tree. If I start dripping through my leggings, I’ll never hear the end of it.

“Technically,” I say, flashing my teeth, “I get off on your tongue. Or your cock. Or whichever body part is convenient at the time.”

“Let me close the blinds and they can all be convenient.”

Yes, please.